He was hairy, a heavy stubble, arm and leg hair was shown. He was built and his chiselled pecs showed up through a tight fitting t-shirt. 'Hi boy, com... on in'', ''you're such a cutie, follow me I can't wait to get started on you'' I followed in a speechless haze with this man, checking out his tight calf muscles in his shorts.He went upstairs and into the master bedroom, not looking around knowing I was following him, knowing I needed him. He turned and pulled me too him, we kissed passionately. I caught up to you yesterday. I stayed half a mile behind you so you wouldn‘t see me. I followed you to Walmart and parked across the street in the Target parking lot."I gather you slept in your vehicle too. This morning, I followed you but not very closely in case you spotted my car.”“What a clusterfuck this is. I am a married man with kids and grandkids. What am I going to do with you?”“You don’t need to do anything. I can take care of myself. I can get a waitressing job anywhere.”“I can’t. Those things might work if you are faster than a speeding bullet which is something he wasn't. I turned and took the kick on my left side, clamped his leg against my body with my left arm and then stepped backwards. That pulled him off his planted foot. His arms flailed as he tried to catch his balance and I gave him a solid right to the face. Blood squirted from his nose and I let go of the clamped leg and gave him a push that sent him to the floor. I was a firm believer in the old saying. Xena remembered it acutely and does it perfectly. Silverfang checks and says, “you remembered.” “How could I forget. Whenever I was scared your face would appear in my mind reminding me of the strength I had within.” Silverfang rises and applies a few other things he once had. Now he stood ready wearing a black muscle shirt, silver khaki's, and a silver trench coat. On his hands he had driving gloves without the finger parts. He wore the boots instead of sneakers. Silverfang rolls his eyes up.